Oh
why thus stand with reluctant feet
Just on the verge of the rest so sweet?
While God invites
and your steps will greet
Will you come to Jesus now?
Will you come to Jesus?
The Spirit strives
and yet there you stand
In sight of bliss and the glory-land;
Retreat is death in the sinking sand
Your loved ones gone to the other shore
With unseen hands seem to beckon o’er;
Their voices hushed
yet they still implore
The touch of death is upon your frame
The marble slab soon will bear your name;
Lest you should suffer eternal shame
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